Better Love

I’m just picking up your call in Central Park,

as your words came pouring on me,

And you’re making every reason sound like art,

beautifully orchestrated,

I don’t know what to tell you,

cause my seasons never change,

So if you’re leaving then you’re leaving and it’s ok

Trust me now, I feel you,

‘Cause I don’t trust myself.

Being here ain’t easy, it’s tested me as well,

And if all your good intentions, have turned to something else.

I guess you better find a better love,

Cause this will never be enough,

I guess you better find a better love.

I don’t know if you’re listening, but it’s true

I didn’t mean to let you down,

I just got a couple of things I’m working through,

If I’m ever gonna stick around,

Can’t deny that I told you, I was never gonna change,

So if you’re leaving then you’re leaving and it’s ok.

We’d talk for hours we’d be wasting our time,

Ain’t nothing changing in-between the lines,

So if you’re leaving I won’t criticise,

Just don’t go changing your mind.